Monthly Archives: June 2011

A confession (with apologies to Catullus)

I have recently heard so many assertions (here in Europe) from dancers who claim never to feel anything even remotely verging on the erotic when they are dancing tango. So, I’d like to say something about this, for the record. … Continue reading

Posted in Tango and Sexuality, The embrace | 7 Comments

Dancers on two continents

Having recently returned from my first European tango marathon, I’ve been musing on some of the differences from Buenos Aires which struck me: in atmosphere, personal interactions and dancing style. The marathon dancers had come to Dublin from a variety … Continue reading

Posted in European versus Argentine tango customs, Multiple tandas with the same leader, Tango and Sexuality, Tango marathons, Tango Styles, The Dublin Tango Marathon | 16 Comments

Goblins, pixies and leprechauns: at the Dublin tango marathon

I have just returned from my first tango marathon, bursting with impressions, comments and thoughts — some of them provoked by brunchtime conversations over scrambled eggs and bacon in a light-filled refectory. You can find my more general thoughts about … Continue reading

Posted in European versus Argentine tango customs, Orchestras, Tango lyrics, Tango marathons, The Dublin Tango Marathon, Troilo | 2 Comments

Compliments

My new tango acquaintance Sparky is not one of the best dancers in London. I mean that quite literally, not as a euphemism. He is in the process of learning to dance salón, a challenging style which usually takes years to … Continue reading

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Friday, 4am, London

A cold, grey dawn is breaking outside the windows. The last few survivors of the long night of tango are scattered around the edges of a large, empty dance floor or huddled near a vat of boiling coffee to stimulate their caffeine receptors … Continue reading

Posted in London tango, Musicality, Negracha | 2 Comments

Bohemian Beginners

I’m walking quickly along a quiet back street in the wilds of N19, my ears tingling from an unseasonably cold breeze, raindrops pattering on my umbrella and a full moon hanging pendulously in the sky over Dalston Junction. I spot … Continue reading

Posted in Beginners, London tango, Milonga Bohemienne, Musicality, Rejections | 18 Comments

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you

I’m currently away from Buenos Aires, visiting the much smaller and less well established London tango scene. In this context, I’ve been thinking a lot about the basics of tango: what really enables us to connect with each other and … Continue reading

Posted in Tango Salón, The embrace, Villa Urquiza Style | 4 Comments

Self-medicating

It’s a joke that I constantly hear from fellow dancers. “I discovered tango and now I’m hooked.” “It’s an obsession.” “Watch out, it’ll suck you in.” “It’s a sickness.” Once, someone simply said “I’ve come here [to Buenos Aires] for this,” miming a heroine … Continue reading

Posted in Frustrations, The embrace | 5 Comments

Competing with Hot Women

Back home in Buenos Aires, I was at El Beso one night, admiring the miracle of nature which is the cellulite-free thighs of a lovely young woman in a bandaged-on mini-dress. She was sparkly eyed with happiness as she danced with … Continue reading

Posted in Dressing for tango, Tango and Sexuality | 9 Comments